Divorce for so many years?

When Qi Lan mentioned this, he felt upset. Huo Siqing and Yun Anan just had a fake divorce back then, and they didn't get divorced at all!

When Yun Anan was not there, she didn't know how many famous daughters she had seen him. When he came back, he refused to do so with various reasons. Even if he went to the appointment, he would ask his secretary to do it for him, which completely fucked her heart.

Huo Siqing might have listened to her in the past, but now it may not be the case.

"What you said is reasonable." Qi Lan did not refuse directly, nodded meaningfully, "Let's wait a while, it's not the time yet."

She remembered that Yun Anan had a miscarriage a few days ago, and her uterus was also destroyed, and it was basically impossible to get pregnant again.

But because she already has Jing Bao, whether she can get pregnant has no effect on her, the elders of the Huo family will not care about it.

What if... Yun An'an and Jing Bao die?

After understanding what Qi Lan meant, the politician's wife nodded with satisfaction and stopped to recommend herself, so as not to get bored.

At this moment, Qi Lan's cell phone suddenly vibrated twice. She picked it up and looked at it, and her face suddenly changed.

Seeing that she didn't even say hello, the ladies left the party directly. After sighing a few times, they continued to talk, and ignored her again.

Qi Lan hurried out of the restaurant with a stern face, but was stopped by Yan Miyi, "Madam, the head of the family sent me to pick you up, please get in the car."

"What did Si Qing want to do while I was not at Soujia?" Qi Lan was shocked and angry. The exquisite Kodan that had been made not long ago was pinching tightly on the bag, "Does he still have my mother in his eyes??"

"Don't worry too much, please get in the car first." Yan Miyi didn't even reveal the slightest bit of a word at all when she was angry at Qi Lan, but just asked her to get in the car.

Just as Qi Lan bent over and got on the car, Yan Miyi inadvertently glanced at her unintentionally exposed right wrist and paused.

There is no trace of the pampered wrist on his wrist, which is just a glance.

When Qi Lan returned to the Huo family's residence, Huo Siqing had already sat on the sofa in the living room waiting, and his slender legs overlapped gracefully and casually.

A pure black retro suit is cold but not rigid, but it adds a bit of asceticism because of meticulously pressing the buttons at the top.

The deep three-dimensional face is like a knife and carved, and the cold eyebrows and eyes seem to have the charm of landscape paintings, like a meticulous masterpiece given by God.

He just sat there and suppressed everyone present in a steadily manner, making it difficult to ignore it.

"Mother is back." Huo Siqing looked at him, glanced at Qi Lan who was walking in uneasyly and threw the medicine pack in her hand on the table. "My son is just a little confused, I hope his mother can explain what this is."

After the medicine bag was thrown on the table, it immediately dispersed, revealing the crystalline substance inside.

Qi Lan, who was lucky enough to hide her deeply along the way, would never be discovered by anyone, and her face turned pale and her steps forward stopped.

"This, this is..."

"Qiao Mu, my mother seems to have amnesia, please remind her." Huo Siqing's voice was still faint, with a hint of laziness, but it became more and more terrifying.

Qiao Mu immediately walked up, "Yes, Mr. Huo, these lenses are essence extracted from a poisonous weed called "Broken Zicao". Only one can prevent women who are not pregnant or pregnant from giving birth smoothly, and they still have a baby. If the amount is large, it can even threaten their lives."

"That's a coincidence." A low laughter overflowed from Huo Siqing's lips. He picked up a essence of the broken zodiac grass. "The ingredients of the broken zodiac grass were found in An An's body. Can my mother know who was using the poisonous hand?"

Qi Lan was almost trembling all over, and pretended to be calm and asked, "How could Mom know this? It's just a coincidence."

As he said that, Qi Lan reluctantly defended her, "Mom knows that she has done a lot of wrong things before, so you don't believe in Mom, but how could she use such a cruel method to harm An An? You have to tell evidence in everything!"

"Evidence?" Huo Siqing's thin lips were cold and his narrow eyes were cold as if he was narrow, "Qiao Mu, bring the person up."

"Yes, Mr. Huo." Qiao Mu responded and sent a text message to the secret guard on the other end of the phone.

After a while, the secret guard brought Mrs. Lin to the living room.

As soon as he saw Mrs. Lin, Qi Lan couldn't even calm down and her nails were almost cut off.

Then without waiting for Huo Siqing to speak, she pointed at Mrs. Lin and cursed, "What did you say to Siqing? I just rejected your request for a raise. You actually sowed the relationship between us mother and son, what was your intention!"

She reacted very quickly, and her words were reasonable. No matter what Mrs. Lin said and did, she turned into a lie that deliberately sowed the disagreement because of her words.

Mrs. Lin was even more miserable. Now she heard Qi Lan’s words of shirking responsibility and felt even more heartbroken.

Huo Siqing, who was sitting on the sofa, did not feel any emotional fluctuations, and this was even more so when he looked at the angry Qi Lan.

Qi Lan squeezed out two tears and explained, "Son, Nike must not believe the one-sided words of this poisonous woman. She has long held a grudge against me and wants to take revenge. My mother has really never done that."

"Do you think," Huo Siqing opened his thin lips lightly, "The only evidence I have collected is that there is only one Mrs. Lin?"

Qi Lan's face froze, "What..."

Before she could finish her question, Huo Siqing threw a stack of heavy files on the desktop, "What channel did you buy the slaughter grass, and how did you make it into essence, including the surveillance video of your asking Mrs. Lin to drug An An—"

Speaking of this, Huo Siqing's expression became colder and colder. When he looked at Qi Lan again, the last trace of mother-son relationship was also destroyed in the dark and surging eyes, and his voice was like gold and stone, "These are enough to send you to court."

court?!!

Qi Lan looked at Huo Siqing with shock, and his feet in high heels became weak and unstable, so he sat down on the floor.

But no one went up to help her.

Qi Lan's eyes were even more disbelief, "You want to... bring your mother to court?! After your father died, I worked hard to raise you and Bai Wei so old. How many people secretly mocked me for killing your father, and I dare not die in order to raise you Dalian!"

"You actually want to bring me to court?! Huo Siqing, I'm your mother!"

"Precisely because you are my mother," Huo Siqing's face did not have a slight slight ripple, which was even more colder than the ice sculptures. "So you can stand here smoothly."
Chapter completed!